Previously on Chapter 5

For some reason, I don't mind his presence like I always did. I don't know what happened, but being with him right now actually brings warmth into my heart. For the first time after my family's death... I feel calm and safe.

-Open Up-

Y/N P.O.V

Billy took me a small 24/7 market. He guides me to a seat and gently make me sit down. He lets me wear his jacket. I just sit there as he walks away.

He comes back not long after, holding two cups in his hands. "Here... I got you some coffee. It'll warm up your body" he said, handing one to me. I just give him a small smile. I take it from his hand and hold it with both of my hands.

Billy take a seat next to me and take a sip from his cup. I just keep my head down, looking at the cup of coffee in my hands. I bring it up to my lips and blow a little, so it won't be steaming hot. I slowly take a sip.

"So... why were you in the music room? And why do you have your luggage with you?" Billy asked, after a few moment of silence. I turn to look at him for a few seconds, and looks away.

"I heard you sing. I know that means you can talk. So, talk to me" he said. I just stay silent. Even if I wanted to... my voice won't leave my throat. It's not that simple. I can hear Billy heaving out a sigh at my lack of respond.

I reach inside my bag and pull out a small board. I take out my marker and start to write something. Once I'm done, I turn the whiteboard and turn it for Billy to see.

I watch as his eyes scans through the words. I can see him furrowing his eyebrows as he turns to look at me. "Why? What happened?" He asked. I let out a sigh and wipe the marker. I start to write again.

"Selective mutism, huh?" he said. I just nod my head and stuff the whiteboard inside my bag. "What about your luggage? Are you... going somewhere?" He said. I shake my head. I grab his hand and gently write on his palm.

I got kicked out... I said. He looks at his hand then at me. "Why?" He asked. I look at his hand. He offers it to me, allowing me to write more. My foster parents thinks I couldn't do anything properly. It's not my fault that I had to do everything myself. Their brat of a daughter makes it worse for me... she's the reason why I'm kicked out of the house it said. He stares at his hand as he reads it.

"So now you have nowhere to go?" He said. I turn to look at him and just nod my head, looking at him as tears starts to gather in my eyes. "Come with me?" He said. I look at him in confusion.

"Come live at my house. At least, until you find a new place to stay. My parents aren't home for a few months. The only one home is my step-sister. She won't mind having you there" he said. I grab his hand and write. Is it really okay? It said. He smiles at me and nod his head.

I turn my head to look out the store, to see the rain has stopped. I gesture outside and he turn his head. "Nice. The rain has stopped. So... will you come with me?" He asked. I just nod my head. He gently grab my hand and guides me out the store.

He slowly take me to his car and opens the door of the passenger seat for me. He rush around the car and get inside. The start the car's engine and start driving.

I just lean my back against the seat, looking out the window. I hear music starts playing. I turn my head to see Billy just place his hand on the wheels, which lets me know that he's the one that played the music. He notice my stare and turn to me.

"I hope you don't mind. But you like music, right? Especially since you sing so beautifully" he said. I blush at his words and looks away. I hear a soft laugh coming from him.

***

Billy pull up next to a house. I'm guessing this is where he lives. He gets out of the car and opens the door for me. I get out of the car. He walks towards the trunk and take out my luggage.

"Come on..." he said. I just quietly follow him. He opens the house and enters. I can hear footsteps coming from the house. I turn my head in time to see a young girl, with red hair.

"Who's this?" She said, looking at me. "None of your business" Billy said. I nudge him by the ribs. He turn to me and sigh. "Max... this is Y/N. Y/N, this is Max. She will be staying here because she have no where to go" Billy said, placing a hand on my shoulder. He turns to me and smiles.

"Come... you'll sleep in my room. I'll take the couch" he said, and starts walking. I stare at him, hesitating whether I should or not. He turns to me and frown. He walks over to me and gently grab my hand. He starts pulling me towards a bedroom, which I'm guessing is his.

"It's alright, Y/N. You can stay here in the meantime. I'll help you look for a house to rent. Don't worry..." he said. I stare at his hand. He got the picture and lift his hand for me to write. I smile apologetically and start writing in his hand.

I don't have money to pay for rent... it said. "Oh... you don't have to worry. I'll handle everything..." he said, smiling at me. I don't want to be a burden to you, Billy... I write. He reads his hand and turn to me. "You're not a burden... I'm glad that I can help you..." he said. I just nod and give him a soft smile in return.

"I'm going to leave you to settle in, okay? Bathroom is that way... maybe you can start by taking a shower. Since you got soaked in rain. You might get sick from it" He said. I just smile at him and nod my head. He smiles back. He turns around and walks out of the room. I move the luggage and unzip it. I grab a much comfortable clothes and walk towards the bathroom for a shower.

I let my body relax under the water. I can't believe I'm inside the house of the boy I've been trying so hard to avoid. How ironic... the boy I've been trying to avoid, ended up being the one to give me shelter. But can I really stay here?

Open up to me, Y/N... his voice echoed in my head. I close my eyes recalling what happened earlier at the convenience store. How Billy comforted me. How he tried his best to get me to open up. Maybe he isn't as bad as I thought he would be.

What am I thinking?! He's a bad-boy. I shouldn't be affected by his sweet talk. Who knows how many girls he acted that way to. But I don't have a choice... I have no where else to go. I'll just stay here. At least, until I'm able to find a new place to stay. Let's just hope I won't regret this.

*to be continued*